I lifelessly walk, again down the street.
I can't help but bear, the pain in my feet.
My tiresome body, goes no more.
Down the corner, works a whore.
The scrapes on my knees, are searing
With the pain, I am tearing.
My vision is becoming blinded,
I wasn't supposed to do, what i did.
The pictures in my mind,
Are string that have been bind.
